Alea Iacta Est, as they used to say in some boring Dead Old Languages class while Opera Chic was noisily popping bubblegum, reading French Vogue and listening to Puccini on her Discman: Dame Kiri Te Kanawa (just "Kiki" for Opera Chic, we're best buddies and go shopping for Manolos a lot together in Chelsea -- note to our NYC readers: the nice Chelsea, the one in London) got her knickers in a twist and pulled out of 3 concerts with Australian pop singer (unknown to OC, and she suspects she didn't miss a lot) John Farnham.
The flawlessly polite Dame was afraid the audience would -- ewwwww -- throw underwear at her.
Opera Chic, who would never ever part with her handmade, custom-made Cadolle (crappiest le website ev4r with the cheesiest muz4k, but best lingerie in the world) undies just to throw them at some hairy, overfed tenor, cannot understand the ruckus (except for Juan Diego: she buys cheap panties at her neighborhood open-air Via San Marco market, and throws them happily at her Peruvian opera crush).
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John Farnham video here. More here.
Opera Chic has managed not to throw her panties at the screen. She almost threw a (full) can of Diet Coke, though.
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Our dear Jessica Duchen, the most generous woman on the Internets, finds the time -- in her schedule busy with the writing of beautiful novels & erudite newspaper stories, and the feeding of Solti the Cat -- to give OC a shout out in her Kiri post: thanks Jessica!
